Douluo Continent: Taking Tang San as a disciple, with a ten-thousand-fold return for teaching him.

Everyone watching was stunned. They had never seen such an exquisite, swift, and progressively layered chain of control before. This completely refreshed their understanding of control-type Soul Masters.

Just as Tang Long and the other two were struggling to break free from the swamp-like control, Tang San's fifth spirit ring, that deep black spirit ring, suddenly lit up!

A spear about three meters long, radiating a holy golden light, materialized in his hand. The spearhead pointed directly at Tang Long and his two companions, who were bound by layers of restraints. The terrifying fluctuations of soul power caused the air to tremble.

Tang San's gaze remained calm as he spoke indifferently, "You have lost."

Everyone could feel the destructive power contained in that golden spear. If they were hit by this spear, Tang Long and the other two, who were completely under control, would be seriously injured even if they didn't die!

Tang Long and the other two were still struggling, but their eyes were already filled with undisguised fear.

"Okay, that's all."

From the head of the table, Tang Chen's voice rang out at the opportune moment, carrying an unquestionable tone.

The scene was deathly silent.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's mind stirred, and all the Blue Silver Emperors retreated like a tide.

He flung the golden spear into the sky, where it transformed into a golden streak and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the arena, Tang Long, Tang Hu, and Tang Tian were dressed in tattered clothes, their bodies covered with various small wounds, some of which were bluish-black, clearly indicating that they had been infiltrated by toxins.

They stood there, slightly out of breath, their faces filled with frustration and disbelief.

They didn't even get to use the Haotian Sect's true secret techniques before being crushed by the opponent's absolute control.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and announced loudly: "In this battle, Tang San is victorious! From this day forward, Tang San shall be the third-generation chief disciple of my Clear Sky Sect!"

This time, there was no uproar from the audience. Instead, there was an eerie silence. All eyes were focused on the boy in blue, their eyes filled with complex emotions, shock, and a growing sense of awe.

One against three, crushing opponents of higher levels, twin martial souls, unparalleled talent... all of this is enough to silence all doubts.

Chen Luo witnessed the entire battle and was not surprised by the outcome.

In the original story, Tang San, who had absorbed the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, was able to fight against the elders. Now, dealing with several peers at the Soul Emperor level is naturally a piece of cake.

He was quite satisfied with Tang San's decisive, precise, and efficient fighting style.

At the same time, he was slightly surprised by the strength of the evolved Blue Silver Emperor. Although he had expected it, he couldn't help but admire it after seeing its inexhaustible vitality and unparalleled resilience.

This clean and decisive victory undoubtedly dropped a bombshell within the Clear Sky Sect, completely changing everyone's views on Tang San, and even on Tang Hao's return.

Just as everyone was still processing the shock of the competition, a disciple from a sect quickly approached Tang Xiao and whispered a report.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao immediately stood up and said to Tang Chen and Chen Luo, "Grandfather, Master, Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has arrived."

A moment later, the group arrived at the castle gate, personally greeted by Tang Xiao and several elders.

In the distance, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance and gentle temperament stood with his hands behind his back. He wore a simple white robe and had a gentle yet profound gaze. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Behind him followed an old man with white hair and beard, holding a long sword, whose aura was as sharp as a drawn sword—Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Ning Fengzhi acted extremely quickly; the news had only been out in the morning, and he arrived in person in the afternoon, demonstrating how much he valued Tang Chen's invitation.

"Sect Leader Tang, Elders, it's been a long time."

Ning Fengzhi smiled, cupped his hands in greeting, and remained composed.

"Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, your presence is an honor. We are sorry for not welcoming you sooner."

Tang Xiao and the others returned the greeting with smiles.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group moved to the council hall of the sect leader's residence.

As soon as Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo entered the hall, their eyes immediately fell on the imposing figure in the main seat, whose aura was as deep as a deep pool and as majestic as a mountain.

Even with Ning Fengzhi's composure and the arrogance of a Sword Douluo, he couldn't help but feel a chill as he sensed the oppressive aura that far surpassed that of an ordinary Title Douluo.

The two stepped forward, and Ning Fengzhi bowed first, his tone filled with sincere respect: "Junior Ning Fengzhi greets Senior Tang Chen. I am overjoyed to learn of your return and have come to pay my respects."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin also solemnly clasped his hands in greeting: "Chen Xin greets Senior."

Tang Chen nodded slightly in return. He looked calmly at Ning Fengzhi, without any pleasantries or beating around the bush, and went straight to the point in a steady voice:

"Sect Leader Ning, I invited you here because I would like to ask you to help my grandson Tang Hao heal his injuries."

Chapter 322 Haotian Returns (4)

Upon hearing Tang Hao's name, Ning Fengzhi felt a slight chill. He hadn't expected Tang Hao to have returned to the Haotian Sect, but when he thought of Tang Chen's return, he wasn't so surprised.

Ning Fengzhi maintained his composed smile and cupped his hands, saying, "It is my honor to be able to do my part for Brother Tang Hao. But I wonder what arrangements Senior would like to make? I will certainly cooperate fully."

Given Tang Chen's status and the Haotian Sect's resources, he must have already made thorough preparations. All I need to do is provide the strongest support and boost at crucial moments.

Tang Chen nodded and said succinctly, "Our sect has its own healing-type soul masters. Later, we only need Sect Master Ning to use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to enhance their healing abilities."

As he spoke, Tang Chen's gaze fell on Tang Xiao: "Xiao'er, let Hao'er come over."

"Yes," Tang Xiao replied, and a disciple immediately went to inform him.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo's gazes naturally fell on Chen Luo, Liu Erlong, and Tang San, who had just walked in.

“Master, Miss Liu, I didn’t expect to meet you two here.”

Ning Fengzhi smiled sincerely and took the initiative to greet him.

He had already heard about the two of them breaking through to the Title Douluo level.

"Sect Master Ning, Senior Sword Douluo." Chen Luo and Liu Erlong also stood up to return the greeting, and Tang San followed suit.

With just the right amount of curiosity, Ning Fengzhi asked, "Master and Miss Liu, what brings you to the Haotian Sect this time?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Chen showed a rare smile and replied on Tang Chen's behalf, "Speaking of which, I was able to escape and return thanks to my young friend Yu Xiaogang. It can be said that we became friends after our initial encounter."

He looked at Chen Luo, his tone carrying a casual, peerless respect: "Young friend Yu, though young, your strength has already reached its peak, even I am ashamed of my inferiority."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, the smiles on Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo's faces froze instantly, and their eyes simultaneously flashed with disbelief and shock.

They knew that the Grandmaster had reached the Title Douluo level, but they never imagined that his strength could reach such a terrifying level.

Better than Tang Chen?

That's a level 99 Limit Douluo, an invincible legend on the ground!

The two men looked at Chen Luo with unprecedented awe, and their attitude became even more respectful.

Chen Luo simply smiled calmly and said nothing more.

At this moment, footsteps were heard, and Tang Hao strode into the hall. Behind him was an elderly man with white hair and beard and a ruddy complexion. The old man was in good spirits and exuded a gentle life force.

"grandfather."

Tang Hao bowed to Tang Chen, then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant: "Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo."

The old man bowed even more respectfully to Tang Chen: "Elder Sect Master."

He then greeted Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo politely: "Sect Master Ning, Your Excellency Sword Douluo, I have long admired your name. I am Tang Min, and it is truly an honor to have Sect Master Ning's assistance today."

Tang Chen looked at Tang Hao and asked, "Hao'er, how are you feeling?"

Tang Hao took a deep breath, his eyes shining brighter than before: "Grandfather, the flow of my soul power is now basically smooth, and the hidden injuries have been suppressed."

Compared to his dejected, aged, and unsteady appearance when he first arrived at the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao now, although his face is still weathered, has lost most of the melancholy between his brows. His straight back and composed demeanor still faintly reveal the former glory of the once-dominant Clear Sky Douluo.

However, upon closer inspection, one can still detect a subtle, almost imperceptible disorder deep within his aura.

"Alright, let's begin then," Tang Chen said in a deep voice.

Tang Hao cupped his hands to Ning Fengzhi and Tang Min, saying, "Thank you both for your trouble."

Tang Min walked first to the open space in the hall, his expression solemn.

He let out a low shout, his soul power surged, and a soft green halo emanated from his body.

Immediately afterwards, seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—rose from beneath his feet and surrounded his body.

In his palm, a ball of green light, as pure as the finest jade, slowly emerged. At the center of the ball of light, life seemed to be pulsating, radiating a vibrant vitality that was refreshing and invigorating—it was his martial spirit, the Healing Aura.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, his expression calm, his right hand outstretched.

A dazzling seven-colored light suddenly burst forth, and a pagoda, over a foot tall, crystal clear, as if carved from glass and gemstones, appeared in his palm.

The tower has seven stories, with flowing light and an aura of nobility. It is the world's number one auxiliary weapon spirit - the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

With the same combination of two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings, the seven soul rings rose up, and their soul power fluctuations were far more profound and solid than Tang Min's.

"Seven treasures are transformed into crystal..."

Ning Fengzhi chanted softly, his soul rings flashing one after another.

Several beams of light, each a different color but equally dazzling, landed precisely on Tang Min.

Tang Min's body trembled, and the green light around him surged instantly.

The originally gentle aura suddenly became vast and boundless, and the healing light expanded several times over. The life force it emitted filled the entire hall with warmth, and even the potted plants in the hall became visibly greener.

Tang Min dared not be negligent, and his seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up.

Martial Soul True Form!

In an instant, he seemed to transform into a source of life. The enormous green light ball completely unfolded, and the soft, vibrant green light filled every corner of the council hall. Everyone felt a warm, comforting current wash over them, and their spirits were lifted.

Under Tang Min's full control, the green light rapidly gathered and condensed, eventually transforming into an incredibly solid green cocoon that completely enveloped Tang Hao.

"Well……"

Tang Hao, inside the cocoon of light, let out a suppressed groan, his body trembling slightly.

Strands of dark red and black, foul-smelling blood were being slowly forced out of his pores by powerful life energy, flowing down his skin.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have smoothed out, and his pale complexion regained its rosy hue at a visible speed. The previously disordered aura also gradually became stable and profound under the wash of the vast life force...

Chen Luo took in all of this and couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing feelings, thoughts, and emotions).

Tang Chen's return was marked by grand gestures.

The fact that the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could personally act as an "amplifier" to treat Tang Hao's old injuries is a level of influence and prestige that few people on the continent can match.

With such top-notch equipment, almost any injury that isn't fatal on the spot can be saved.

If this Soul Master from the Clear Sky Sect had the legendary "Nine-Heart Begonia" as his Martial Soul, the effect would probably be even more incredible.

However, given Tang Chen's influence, Chen Luo believed that if necessary, he could definitely "invite" the strongest Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Master in the world.